Chapter 1863

After years of devastation, Xia Siyu still can't cook.

But she can't cook. In order to satisfy her sense of participation, Bo Yan still let her participate. As we all know, as long as it is porcelain, Xia Siyu can't live for a day and night. Bo Yan dared not let her wash the dishes. Also dare not let her cut vegetables, Xia Siyu took a kitchen knife, it is estimated that it is really a murder weapon. But he gave Xia Siyu a small basket and asked her to wash the vegetables. He also specially told her to wash it clean, preferably one by one.

So Xia Siyu was really cleaning there one by one. Although the movement was slow to the point, he worked at least. But she didn't want to work hard alone without communication. Bo Yan had to take a basin and mix noodles next to her, chop stuffing, vegetables and onions.

Sure enough, Xia Siyu saw that Bo Yan was cutting vegetables, especially when he cut them as neat as one size. He also wanted to play: "I want it too. How do you learn this? Teach me?"

Bo Yan didn't want to pay attention at first. When he heard the following sentence, his mind moved a little: "do you want to learn?"

She didn't want to learn. She wanted to play. Xia Siyu nodded quickly. Bo Yan hesitated: "then you can't play around with this thing. What if you move around and cut your hand."

Xia Siyu waved his big hand: "I'm not a three-year-old child. I can still tell the weight."

The more she said that, the more distrustful Bo Yan became. But when he looked at Xia Siyu's "threatening" eyes, he still waved to let her come over. Stand behind her, close to her back, hands around her waist. One hand held her hand with a knife, and the other helped her press the dishes and cut them one by one.

"What did you do as like as two peas?"

Bo Yan said: "there's nothing to practice. At the beginning, cut it slowly and try to cut it into the same size. It's fast after getting familiar with it."

Xia Siyu asked again, "when can I practice to your level?"

Bo Yan is a little silent. Cooking is still a bit talented. Xia Siyu's acting talent is full, but in this regard, she doesn't blow up the kitchen, which is beyond her level. Bo Yan didn't answer, but Xia Siyu suddenly said "ah". Bo Yan was startled. He quickly put down his knife and turned her around with a nervous face: "what's the matter? Cut it into his hand? Does it hurt?"

In particular, Xia Siyu's index finger on her right hand was still curled up. It looked very painful. Bo Yan hurried up: "let me see."

Once the fingers were broken, there was no wound at all. Bo Yan was stunned and went to find other fingers: "where is the injury?"

Holding her hand, I didn't see a centimeter wound. Bo Yan was a little strange. He looked up in doubt and just hit Xia Siyu and laughed.

Bo Yan second understood and shook off her claws: "you're not hurt."

Yes. This guy lied to him!

Xia Siyu's face turned from joy to melancholy: "who said I wasn't hurt?"

Bo Yan was a little suspicious. He looked at her with a skeptical expression: "where are you hurt?"

Xia Siyu fell on him and looked wronged and pitiful: "my heart is hurt. I want you to hug me to get better."

This bastard is coming back. Bo Yan took her hand: "your heart is hurt, isn't it?"

The next second, he really picked her up. Xia Siyu was actually lifted up by him. She was on the floor and was stunned. Bo Yan smiled brightly below: "do you want to kiss and hug?"

Then he really pulled her back. When she was raised high, he pulled her to his side. She was up and he was down, raised his head and kissed her gently at the corner of her mouth.

It's really a kiss and hug. Xia Siyu was stunned. She didn't return to her mind until she was put on the ground. Bo Yan also smiled and asked her, "where else does it hurt? Heartache? It doesn't matter. I'll knead it for my husband to make sure you get back to spring immediately."

Xia Siyu hurried back: "no, No."

At this time, Bo Yan turned to the offensive: "ah, you are heartbroken. Speaking of it, this is also my irresponsible husband. Why don't you even know that my wife is uncomfortable? It's all right. Let me help you treat it."

Xia Siyu continued to retreat and threatened: "if you come again, I'll raise the basin for you."

Pan Yang is fine, but the basin is next to the chopping board. There is a kitchen knife on the chopping board. It's really hurt. It's not for fun. Bo Yan was also playing with her. At this time, he stopped and said ruthlessly: "it's all right. We'll talk to you when we turn off the light in the evening."

For a time, the ingredients were basically handled. Xia Siyu washed the dishes and woke up. Bo Yan rolled it into a dumpling skin of the same size. Xia Siyu also wants to play. Anyway, there is no knife. Bo Yan can rest assured that she will make trouble and adjust the filling.

Xia Siyu also volunteered: "I want to make dumplings!"

Bo Yan was a little surprised: "can you?"

She won't, but this guy is not stupid. When he just went to the supermarket, he bought a dumpling artifact. It's the kind of dumplings made by foreigners. Put the skin and stuffing in the middle and close them together. It's a little ugly, but the taste is still the same.

Xia Siyu is having fun here. Bo Yan is cooking new year's Eve dinner there. The soup is chicken soup. The children's chicken is boiled with water, added the Tricholoma matsutake just washed, threw two jujubes, and added water to stew. The fish is steamed. The fish scales have been ripped in the supermarket. Go home and deal with it a little, remove the black film and fishy thread, put cooking wine on it, stuffed with chopped onions, ginger, garlic, pepper and other ingredients, and put the remaining lemon slices of salty lemon seven, which has just been made for Xia Siyu, into the steamer.

Coupled with Xia Siyu's efforts to wash vegetables one by one and cook dumplings, this new year's Eve meal is rich enough.

At about 8 p.m., the Spring Festival Gala also began. Although the Spring Festival Gala is getting worse year by year these days, it's good to drive it to make a background sound. But Xia Siyu is not dry yet. She is not hungry at the moment. Since they are all in the villa area and the villa area is in the suburbs, it is natural to play with fireworks!

Living in Qingcheng apartment, you have no chance to play fireworks. After all, fireworks are prohibited in the urban area. But when we arrived in the suburbs, we didn't pay attention to this. Xia Siyu really bought a box of fireworks on his way back, big and small. She doesn't even eat. She must go out and play fireworks.

Bo Yan also accompanied her. They went outside the door together. Clusters of fireworks rushed into the night sky. He stood under the eaves, looked at Xia Siyu coming and going happily in front of him, and thought of his parents taking him to play with fireworks when he was very young. I thought of the fireworks in Heidelberg when Xia Siyu hated him a few years ago

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